Sunday, March 23, 2008

Fed apples to this girl

I fell into the ditch, too. Landed on my ass on a nasty dirty snowbank. And she just stared at me.

Bad left knee! Bad! Ouch. Twisted it all over again just when it was starting to get better.

At least the bison were happy campers. They loved the apples.

Only three of them left... used to be a dozen last summer! Next time you eat bison burgers, think of that face up there. Guilt trip!

A sibling made me laugh out loud

"She gets attached to inanimate objects, which is why she still has
her first car, and why she married me."

Saturday, March 22, 2008

My boy

Look at that supposedly innocent face.

Look at the horrible thing on his lower lip! I begged him not to get a snake, but he went ahead and did it, anyway.


I don't know why he always takes pictures of himself in the bathroom. You'd think he'd prefer some other kind of backdrop?

I love him, no matter what. My emo kid.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

He rocks the canine world

I've been watching The Dog Whisperer, Cesar Millan, lately, on National Geographic Channel. His show has become an addiction of sorts for me from 5:00 - 6:00 PM (EST).

Friend B., who finishes work at 4:15, comes over to watch it with me, and we marvel at this man's technique. B. had a dog that was very insecure/dominant.

Millan has taught me ways (several years too late) on how to handle dogs: what he calls the mind-body-heart rule.

My #1 dog, Laika, was an apparently beautiful, well-behaved retriever/shepherd mix. She was rather dominant though, with other dogs.

So yeah, now that I see what I've just written, she could have used some of Millan's techniques. We used to avoid the municipal dog parks because Laika got upset when surrounded by strange dogs sniffing her butt.

My #2 dog, Stanzie, which I thought was a lab/schnauzer mix but turned out to be an exotic breed the name of which I can't remember, was a nervous, poop-spewing wreck. And I did all the wrong things with her. I know this now. Although I felt badly while recently watching the first eps of DW and thinking of Stanzie, I have come to realize that dogs are, in Cesar's words, "all about the now." And the dear lady who adopted both my girls has since rehabilitated Stanzie with several years of calm energy and love.

If I ever have another canine companion in my life, I will know what to do from the outset, thanks to Mr. Millan.

Shout out to Cesar, alpha male!

*above: Lily the majorly scary looking pit bull terrier, who lives with friends in the next town. Pit bulls are outlawed here in Cow Town, and I don't really mind that too much.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Girly, aka Boom, aka Baby... being her usual adorable Tortie self.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Strong gag reflex

You know how there's this incredible spate of ads on TV nowadays for oral hygiene products -- revolutionary whitening toothpastes and mouthwashes, etc etc etc.

One toothbrush talks about how it takes care not only of teeth, but also gums, cheeks, and tongue.

I don't know about you, but I cannot brush my tongue. I gag to the point of throwing up in the sink. Every.Single.Time.

I do the rest (and still gag, most times) and rely on List@rine to take care of my tongue. And contrary to a current advert for a mouthwash "without the burning alcohol sensation," I personally love the burning feeling. It makes me feel like the product is really working. I think I am hooked on the L stuff, anyway. I use it, like, 3-4 times a day.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Carry a big stick

I talked on the phone with Rox yesterday.

I told her she sounds like a Stepford Wife -- she has this sweet little voice and you'd never guess the foul words that come out of that mouth. She calls one of her best friends a douchebag, for instance, and describes her latest read as "fucking stellar."

How can you NOT love a woman like that.

For her, I will type this word which I hate with a passion when I see it on a blog: LOL!

Rox really does rock!

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

One of the more intelligent quizzes I've taken

Not sure I want to be associated with Leo DiCaprio -- or is that Matt Damon? --whatever. And who is that chick on the piano? Someone, anyone, Bueller?

I'm a Talent!

You're a risk-taker, and you follow your passions. You're determined to take on the world and succeed on your own terms. Whether in the arts, science, engineering, business, or politics, you fearlessly express your own vision of the world. You're not afraid of a fight, and you're not afraid to bet your future on your own abilities. If you find a job boring or stifling, you're already preparing your resume. You believe in doing what you love, and you're not willing to settle for an ordinary life.

Talent: 62%
Lifer: 36%
Mandarin: 44%

Take the Talent, Lifer, or Mandarin quiz.